Suddenly it swoops,
with talons splayed and ready,
a sudden impact...
.
A sharp-sight falcon
targets its unwary prey,
victims have no chance,
they both fall as one shadow,
then…. a blowup of feathers
.
Chattering birds chirp,
fearful of what’s happening,
all of them take flight
to a place hidden from sight
‘neath a shelter of branches
.
What does it matter
how hard I try to be sly,
the moment you land
.
You seem aware of
ev’ry small detail of where
your prey is lying
.
You see me watching,
you glare back defiantly,
I whisper respect,
.
Your shrill voice responds,
knowing I won’t interfere
you start ripping flesh
.
Elusive you seem
in so secluded a place,
at no one’s expense
.
You command the skies,
and most, in fear, or respect,
flee from your presence
.
You have my regard
as a symbol of wisdom
and perseverance,
.
The hoped-for freedom
that most men strive to possess
sings in the essence
.
Of your singular
individuality,
and fearsome presence,
.
Thanks for giving me
the opportunity to
observe your prowess,
to photograph you firsthand,
and to capture your cunning….
.
Bon appétit.
.
©richard lloyd cederberg
9/2023
        A NEW RACE OF HuMANS...